bus friends

I was sitting on the bus today between two gentleman who had boarded the bus as strangers but quickly fell into a comfortable bus friendship. The friendship was helped along by a string of questions about landmarks along the journey, asked by the man on the right (an early-30s gay man) and answered by the man on the left (an old man with impressively long ear hair).

It went a bit like this:

Man on the right: is that a bike shop(in front of a bike shop)?
Man on the left: no--that's where you can get cupcakes.

Left: so are we in the lakeview neighborhood? (Which we definitely were)
Right: no--this is what they call 'greek town (which is a falsehood, as greektown is several miles to the south and west).

When there was a bit of a pause, the old man decided to offer a bit of unsolicited information. Though he was apparently not aware at all that he was in lakeview, which does contain the gayest street in all of chicago, he still knew he was near to the gays:

"Now, you wouldn't believe this, but just a block away, there's nothing but gay sex for two miles. That means a man and a man doing sex things."

I will never forget the look on the younger(AND VERY GAY) man's face as he tried to pretend that he didn't know that gay sex meant 'a man and a man doing sex things.'